No eyes. No mouth. No face. No shoes.
No way to know which one is you.
From birth to death you'll find some clues,
But purpose lacks perspective too.
(Family) Life is one big picture,
Where no one seems to win the winner,
Except for those on softer ground.
But I've no more time to look around...
No time at all just give me space.
I hate your eyes, your mouth, your face.

the following is a perspective of * planetshampoo:
Hmmm, let's see...
Kids. Clear mind, no guilt, no sin, cute faces that long to be exposed. They haven't yet "eaten the apple".
Women. We must have a mother-in-law far right, that has been plotting. The lady far-left, is desperately dependent on her hubby (red coat). She is blinded by his guts and goes all day like "oh, you 're so smart". Needs no more than one leg to lift the weight since most is lifted by him. Sister of the aforementioned lady holds the bunny baby. She got married at a late age and soon dumped. Plotting herself.
Man with hands tied. Ex-worcaholic who attempts a last-minute save of his marriage to a person with however no personality (boring).
Etc etc
Man, the hues you chose are mmm... you know my fave colours I guess. Actually that mother-in-law circle does the trick for me
Good job! You have downgraded the kinship to a shallow, loose bond
James Bond